OK

[Chorus: DRAXULA]
Shout-out to my haters, Birdz (A.K.A.)
Said you'd kill me on my own track, like (Bitch, okay)
Going Postal, 4 A.M. is what we— (Rap all day)
'Cause your shit is ass, just quit (It's not too late), okay?
Laughed at me and said that shit was lame
But now I'm back on the track for upcoming dates
Hit a cart, oh shit, that shit is laced

[Verse: DRAXULA & Birdz]
To all my haters, I look at ya'll and say, "fuck you"
You are nobody, bitch, who the fuck are you?
Drive-by, shoot you up, like, how the fuck do you do
Always on these beats and I never lose flows, boo
Yeah, you bitches better know how fuckin' hard I go
Dude, yeah $.$.D.B., I be with my chill ass crew
We chillin' like some villains in a nice ass jacu'
Got somethin' at K-Mart, it's Mountain Dew
When I come out the house, I be waitin' for them drops
That shit become a flop, I'ma do a parent swap
Okay, we on the beat, Icysoul got some heat
He need a spreadsheet, like I'm in some bittersweet poetry
Mixing up some Codeine, okay
Let 'em cook was massive, now he just passive
Now I gotta pass 'em
Know a dude named Grim, wishin' he was named Jim
Used to be, Yankee with no brim
Can we get the light dimmed?

[Chorus: DRAXULA]
Shout-out to my haters, Birdz (A.K.A.)
Said you'd kill me on my own track, like (Bitch, okay)
Going Postal, 4 A.M. is what we— (Rap all day)
'Cause your shit is ass, just quit (It's not too late), okay?
Laughed at me and said that shit was lame
But now I'm back on the track for upcoming dates
Hit a cart, oh shit, that shit is laced